

Between the razor edge and silver line
I test the boundary of this breath of mine
A dangerous game of balanced risk
To turn the shadows into something brisk
I do not flinch,
I do not stall
I'm leaning hard against the wall
I am dancing on a blade,
moving in the cold
A story of the brave,
of secrets never told
Spinning on the steel,
running from the grave
Nothing left to lose
and nothing left to save (go,
go!)
Each step is sharp and cuts the frozen ground We spiral down
without a single sound And though the edge begins to bend and
bite
We keep our balance through the longest night
One slip,
one fall
But we will stand
above it all
I am dancing on a blade,
moving in the cold
A story of the brave,
of secrets never told
Spinning on the steel,
running from the grave
Nothing left to lose
and nothing left to save (go,
go!)
Dancing on the edge
Fading from the ledge